Agnetha Faltskog

Agnetha Faltskog

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  • Agnetha Faltskog Eyes Of A Woman Lyrics

           

    (Paris Edvinson / Marianne Flynner)



    I met her at the airport, we talked on the plane

    She saw that I was downcast and said it was a shame.

    I gave her all the reasons for being in despair

    She said that explanations won't get you anywhere.

    It's not a matter of virtue or the cause you defend

    It's only the moments of choice that count in the end.



    We get a bit of the good life, a piece of the cake

    And enough of the hard times to keep us awake.

    It takes the eyes of a woman, the heart of a child

    The soul of a gypsy, to cherish the wild,

    The eyes of a woman, the heart of a child

    The soul of a gypsy, to cherish the wild.



    She hit me in a weak spot, I knew that she was right

    She said, ``Can you imagine a day without a night?

    Good without the evil, is a cob without the corn

    It's with the aid of demons that angels can be born

    It's not a matter of virtue or the cause you defend

    It's only the moments of choice that count in the end.''



    We get a bit of the good life, a piece of the cake

    And enough of the hard times to keep us awake.

    It takes the eyes of a woman, the heart of a child

    The soul of a gypsy, to cherish the wild,

    The eyes of a woman, the heart of a child

    The soul of a gypsy, to cherish the wild.



    We get a bit of the good life, a piece of the cake

    And enough of the hard times to keep us awake.

    It takes the eyes of a woman, the heart of a child

    The soul of a gypsy, to cherish the wild.



    We get a bit of the good life, a piece of the cake

    And enough of the hard times to keep us awake.

    It takes the eyes of a woman, the heart of a child

    The soul of a gypsy, to cherish the wild.



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